[Conditions met: trigger random tasks]

[Task requirement: Destroy the cursed Leather Mirror]

[Task reward: +5 attribute points]

[Accept/Reject]

[…]

Just when he waved for Irene to come over and take care of the matter at hand, Yorks couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he heard the voice on the phone and in his ears.

I was disappointed that the long-awaited next random mission only had five attribute points, which was only equivalent to ten days of fixed mission rewards.

Disappointed, Yorkshire didn't show it: "Well, you put the mirror first and wait for me to come over."

When Kelly Russell heard the answer on the other side, she couldn't help but feel a little excited. She was so excited that her voice and her right hand holding the phone began to tremble.

"Oh, by the way," Yorks continued after thinking of something, "Before I come, you must not do anything without permission."

In his previous life, he really saw too many stupid things like this. Before the reinforcements arrived, he took the initiative to do something, and various accidents happened in the end.

Fortunately, this is the real world, Keri Russell is still awake and not so stupid, and he heard the answer.

"Okay, Father, I won't get close to this mirror until you come, even if I already want to destroy it."

Kelly Russell, who just said this, heard the last words on the phone.

"Okay then, give me the address."

"call!"

Walking on the aisle covered with red carpet, Kelly Russell took off her mobile phone, took a deep breath to suppress her emotions, entered the address on the number she just dialed, then put away her mobile phone and strode away.

Before the priest comes, she wants to pay the money and ask the staff at the auction house to move the mirror to the previous address immediately.

And she would never touch or get close to this mirror called the Leather Mirror until the priest came.

Ding!

Yorks also received the text message at this time, and he clicked it calmly.

[Manhattan, Greenway Village 5th Ward 106]

After jotting down the address above, Yorks silently put away his phone and accepted the task window that was still waiting for his answer.

[Accept successfully]

Listening to the notification tone, Yorks raised his head and glanced at Erin, who was communicating with the believers, and hesitated for a moment.

The mission rewards set by random missions have always been based on his strength.

For example, in the past, a random mission about a demon had twenty attribute points. As his strength gradually increased, I am afraid that now he would only be rewarded with a basic five attribute points.

This is an obvious change, so for him, the life risk may be only about five points, but for others, it may be dozens or hundreds of life risks.

There may even be a head-on contact, and the word "danger" appears directly in front of you.

It was okay if he didn't want to, but when he thought of this, Yorks looked at the thin little nun, his face couldn't help but twitch, and he gave up.

"Forget it, forget it, I won't take her with me until she is given special training."

Yorks walked slowly towards the small room holding the Bible, and continued to add some attribute points accumulated in the previous two days to his physique.

[All-round physical fitness increased from 78 to 79]

[…]

"Thank you for your help, Sister Irene."

Looking at the believers in front of her, Irene smiled gently and shook her head.

"It's okay, this is what I should do."

After she finished speaking, she glanced in the direction of the priest as if feeling something, but only found the broad back figure who had walked into the side passage.

Small room and lounge.

Yorks put the Bible on the table and pressed a secret switch. The result was that the wall behind the desk and chair cracked, slowly hanging down to reveal the shelves inside.

Just like the armories in the homes of killers or agents in movies, on this shelf, Yorks hangs all kinds of firearms, including sacred grenades that have been inserted into the belt.

Compared with the ordinary firearms in the cabinet, the items displayed here are richer.

In addition to grenade belts, rocket launchers, warheads, etc., there are even sacred C4 time bombs. The bright backpack is placed under the shelf.

Yorks clasped his hands, put his right hand under his chin and rubbed it, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

These are the results of several days of hard work.

He doesn't just add double buffs to all technological products. Every time he comes to the church from home, he brings the weapons he just ordered and leaves them here for emergencies.

"So what should I bring with me on this mission?"

Compared with the sudden incident in Reed's apartment building, this random mission gave him time to prepare.

Yorkist glanced at the mission window [Destroy the Cursed Leather Mirror].

"Since the task is to destroy the mirror, then the sacred bomb is definitely the best and most preferred method."

Yorks leaned over and pulled out the backpack with the sacred C4 time bomb underneath.

The original yield of this sacred bomb was 5 kilograms, which is the equivalent of 2500 grams of TNT.

And when he has a total of fifty enchantment points, which is fifty times the amplification effect, this sacred bomb already has an explosive effect of 125,000 grams, which is the equivalent value of 125 kilograms of TNT.

Theoretically, the explosive energy of 1 kilogram of TNT explosive is 4,200 kilojoules. This 125 kilogram equivalent value can easily blow up two or three floors.

"In addition, the ghost that Kelly said may be an evil spirit. If you want to save yourself some trouble, I'm afraid you have to get a long-range weapon."

Yorks pulled out the backpack of the Holy Bomb. Thinking of what Kelly had said before, he picked up the rocket launcher hanging on the shelf and pulled out the backpack with two warheads. The large number of heavy weapons he had just ordered made his methods begin to change. Gotta simplify.

Even so, Yorks still felt a little regretful, because there seemed to be more than one evil spirit controlling the mirror, and he couldn't help but think of the dollhouse he had just acquired.

At the same time, Yorkshire remembered that today was the delivery time for the dollhouse.

"It seems that when I complete the task, I have to buy a dollhouse and fool little Bellamy. Otherwise, he will cry, which will be a real headache."

Thinking of this, Yorks didn't pay any attention to this random mission with only five points of reward difficulty. He just calmly put the rocket launcher into the backpack containing the warhead, zipped it up and picked it up.

Then, he picked up the sacred bomb backpack again with his free right hand and walked out of the small room while the wall slowly recovered.

Walking on the aisle inside the church, Yorks walked in the opposite direction of the church, walked out from the side door, got into the familiar Ford Raptor in the garage in the backyard, and drove out of Pluto Church to the mission destination.

When the Ford Raptor left Pluto Church, on the street opposite the main entrance, a girl wearing a faded hoodie, jeans, and bare feet was staring at the crowded church in front of her, with timidity in her eyes.

But when she thought of something, she still pursed her chapped lips, held a few crumpled documents in her hands, and walked over carefully and slowly.

A lot of data has been lost, and no one is saying that the recent writing is rubbish. This is probably because of the inability to update, or maybe the book is abandoned without saying a word.

Give me another two days to prepare, I will update more, keep it up until the end of the month, and see if I can pull up the data! Can't forget it.

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